Where to, gov'nor?
trip in 2004 was done, initial plans had been made for another
My brother had been to Tuscany in 1998, and had a very good impression
of the place. They had stayed in a very small village named Anchiano,
close to the city of Lucca. This would be our starting point when
searching for a place to stay and use as a base.
Well, actually it is. Planning a trip is half the fun, and a trip
that is well planned beforehand is much more likely to be a success than
a poorly planned one. We took the opportunity to visit our biggest
travel fair and see if we could find some information there. True
enough, Italy had a big stand, but information about Tuscany? It was
almost as if the place didn't exist. This seemed a bit strange, as it is
one of the most popular regions of Italy as far as we were concerned. We
managed to get a map of the area, which upon closer inspection turned
out to be nothing but a map of the various local vineyards of the
region. Definitely not the best one to use for sightseeing or driving!
Some information seemed easier to find on the net instead - see the
links section below. We were a bit unsure if we were going to choose a
hotel as a base or rent an apartment. With an apartment we would be more
free to choose when to eat, but would have to spend more time on
shopping groceries and preparing food. We finally decided to go for the
alternative - a hotel outside the city of Lucca - namely
Hotel Carignano. More about
the hotel later.
Part I - ferry & Germany
Yet another trip with Color Line
to Kiel, and 20 hours later - wilkommen nach Deutschland! The car ride
for the day was quite ambitious, as we planned to get to Tuscany in just
two days' drive. Our planned destionation was the 'klein Paradis' we had
discovered the year before - Hopfen am See, and
Hotel Hartung. Why change a
winning formula anyway?
We were about to find out that our chosen
time of plowing through Germany was not the best - as we neared Würzburg
and the crossing of major autobahns (in German 'Autobahnkreutz') that
led to several major cities (Stuttgart, Nürnberg in addition to
München), boom - wilkommen als der Stau! It would seem as if every
citizen in the major cities had been on vacation and homeward bound.
After a total driving time of 10 hours,
including a lunch break as well as a separate break for yellow-eyed
travellers, we reached our destination - 870 km from Kiel, giving us an
average speed of 87 km/h including the major jam as well as the breaks -
not bad at all! After checking in at Hartung (where they recognised us
from the year before), we headed over to our local favourite (Italian)
restaurant - Riviera, part of the
The other place we had gotten to know as a
fine dining restaurant was the Chinese one named Winlong (more than
likely spelled Vinlong in Chinese, but Germans tend to forget or not
know that a foreign V isn't pronounced F). The waiter at our times of
visiting was probably also the owner of the place, a quite animated
fellow with a great sense of hospitality, as he on one occasion served a
free plum wine (2004 actually), and on another a glass of white wine.
Since my brother didn't get the chance to visit Neuschwanstein the
previous year due to 'auspuff kaputt', now was another chance. We headed
up in much better weather than last time, and while he joined the tour,
the rest of us stayed outside. I decided to take the opportunity to
visit the bottom of the Pöllat Gorge, as a new path had been made since
last time. However, it was not finished, and stones on the path from
above indicated it would not be a good idea to go all the way down. I
headed back up across the Marienbrücke instead and continued upwards
along the footpath that leads to the
summit of the Tegelberg. Quite narrow and steep at times, it gives a
wonderful view of the surroundings and after only a few minutes,
Neuschwanstein had shrinked considerably. On an outcrop a little above
the Marienbrücke stands a cross, which I would presume is in memoriam of
a fallen tourist(?)
The afternoon was set aside for a walk around the Hopfensee, literally
less than a stone's throw from our hotel. The Uferpromenade covers the
entire stretch of the village, and changes into a gravel path outside,
going around the lake and passing through a small nature reserve where
frogs and birds are dominant. It is a pleasant stroll of around 1.5 - 2
hours. There were still some icy conditions on the 28th of March - not
too surprising, as winter is often late at this latitude and height
(around 800 metres above sea level).
Bienvenuto á Italia and some expensive
It was good to have a day off in between the driving days, as our next
stage was more than 600 km. The same route from Füssen over Reutte im
Tirol, then Innsbruck and the Brenner pass was chosen, as it is the
fastest road and the lowest border crossing between Italy and Austria at
around 1300 m, and the long valley which ends in Bolzano is very scenic,
although the joints between bridge parts and elevated autostrada
elements tend to be a bit numerous. To the west past Bolzano is lake
Garda (Lago di Garda), known as a very scenic area, but this was not
part of our itinerary. The area further south until Bologna is a vast
flat land known as the Po-Venetian plain. Between Bologna and Firenze
(Florence) the autostrada crosses the Apeninne mountain range, which is
not very impressive when comparing with the Dolomites further north.
From Firenze it was a 60 km drive to Lucca, past the largest bath 'town'
in Europe, Montecatini Terme. This town houses 20.000 inhabitants, but
is able to receive almost 2 million visitors to their numerous spa
Finally arriving at Lucca, just after having passed an impressive
viaduct ruin, it was time to leave the autostrada and be rewarded with a light shock.
Not only did the strict female voice at the automated pay booth demand
27 euros for that single drive from the border, but she was also
obviously in a hurry as she repeated the cost of the ride a few seconds
later while we were trying to dig up the amount demanded. After
swallowing our hard earned (exchanged?) cash, she ushered us on with a
quick and militant 'arrivederci'. It was good to finally leave the
heavy, stressful and somewhat undisciplined traffic of the autostrada,
but the traffic when entering Lucca, a city with around 100.000
inhabitants itself, wasn't much of a relief. Thankfully, it seemed that
traffic culture, especially the use of the horn, had improved since my
brother's last visit, according to him.
Still, it took us a while to
figure out how to reach our hotel, named Carignano, but when we finally did, we saw we
had made a wise choice, as this was far enough away from the city to be
in a quiet area, yet centrally located.
From the beginning of the year, Italy had enforced a new law which
banned smoking from public areas, hotels and restaurants, a welcome
Breakfast was ok enough but nothing special and somewhat limited - in
Italy this would still be called a buffet, as we noticed the natives
barely having time to gulp down an Espresso and possibly having time
for a glass of orange juice at best, before leaving in a hurry.
The Hotel Carignano also housed a restaurant, known as 'Cantina di
Carignano'. A convenient place for our first dinner, it was a good
experience, except for a bit of overcharging (we ordered various pizzas,
and the amount on the bill was higher than stated on the menu - not
including cover charge), but we decided not to fuss over it.
Tuscany part I - San Gimignano & Siena
We started with a scenic drive to the old fortified town of San
Gimignano. Perfectly placed on top of a small hill, this small town is
very well preserved and gives a fabulous
'typical-Italian-medieval-fortified-town' feeling, as the whole area is
a pedestrian zone and no tourists seem to be in a hurry - indeed, even
the native Italians seemed to not rush things. Founded in the 3rd
century BC by Etruscans, it is best known for its many towers which date
back to the 11th and 12th century. These
were built as rivalling
families competed for prestige and influence, and the town is among few
who have managed to preserve a few of them. Strolling through the narrow
cobblestone streets, you will see a very charming side of Italy, laundry
hanging down walls and views of the surrounding landscape which is very
'classic Tuscany' - gently rolling hills with olive and cypress trees.
After a relatively short drive past another fortified town,
Montepulciano, we reached Siena.
Siena is a very large gathering of old houses and buildings. Much larger
in area than San Gimignano (which we naturally would compare with,
having just been there), it seemed at first also to be less charming. We
parked the car on the outskirts of the old town, then proceeded to walk
the central plaza, which took something like 20-30 minutes on winding
cobblestone roads. We passed a bus turning a corner which almost seemed
impossible to do but he managed it..with little clearance, of course.
Finally we reached the impressive Piazza del Campo, where the view is
by the 102-metre tower which is part of the Palazzo Publicco (Town
Hall). Nine marked 'areas' spread out in a fan-shaped form on the piazza
from the town hall, symbolic of the governers of Siena in the early 14th
century, the Noveschi or Committee of Nine.
The Piazza is perhaps most known for its semi-annual horse race known as
the 'Palio di Siena', which is somewhat controversial due to the hard
stone arena and packed crowds.
We also chose to drop by the Duomo (cathedral), which was a very
impressive sight. However, original plans made for it to be even more
impressive, as today's axis is actually the 'short side', which was
built first, with the intention of adding a much larger aisle. Had they
not run out of funds, this cathedral would have been the largest in
existence (at least at the time of its construction - the 14th century).
We were very unlucky with the weather - on the Piazza, we had a serious
downpour, and constant rain on the way back to the car. In addition, my
new and previously unused umbrella broke - all this deteriorated the
Tuscany part II - val di Serchio
The next day was set aside to a break from towns and cities for a more
scenic tour. We headed north from Lucca into the Val di Serchio, also
known as the Garfagnana area, choosing to stop at four locations.
The first was not far from Lucca - the very small village of Anchiano,
population 150 (not to be mixed up with the bigger Anchiano in the
comuna di Vinci, the birthplace of a certain well-known Leonardo
character). Another example of a small, sleeping village in Italy where
time stands still, this tiny spot was where my brother with friends
rented a house in 1997. We found the house easily enough. The main
street is named 'viale Norvegia', which is explained by the yearly
codfish festival held here. The main town in the area - Borgo a Mozzano,
is sister town with Aalesund in Norway, where one of the prime
industries is...fishing :)
Our next stop was a small bridge across the Serchio river, known
officially as Il Ponte della Maddalena. However, its alternative name
derives from the more interesting legend of its founding - ll Ponte del
Diavolo (The Devil's Bridge):
Once upon a time a clever and respected master builder lived in a
village on the banks of the Serchio river. The villagers approached him
one day and asked him to build a bridge to connect their village with
the one across the river. He set to work immediately but eventually saw
that he would not be able to complete it within the time he had
originally promised. As the days passed by, he grew more desperate,
working night and day, until finally, one night while he was sitting
contemplating his coming disgrace, the devil approached him, claiming he
would be able to finish the bridge in a single night. He wanted
something in return however - the first soul that crossed the bridge.
The builder accepted the offer, and the bridge was indeed finished on
that same night. As the citizens celebrated the next day, he told them
to wait till sunset to cross the bridge. Meanwhile, he went to the
Bishop and asked for advice, who then told him not to worry and send a
pig across instead. This was done, and the devil, come to collect his
fee, was furious when he realized the trickery and in his anger tried to
destroy the bridge. However, his own work proved to be indestructible,
and he disappeared and has not been seen in the area since...
Indeed, the bridge has stood for nearly a thousand years without
requiring any maintenance as the construction is brilliant. However, the
legend says that the devil is still waiting for his soul...
There is an alternative version of the legend, where it ends with the
builder sending his dog across instead.
A few km further up the valley, and it was time to leave the main road
and head for the major sight of the day. On a narrow, winding road which
crossed three valleys and passed a spectacularly placed monastery -
Eremo di Calomini, sitting mid-way up a vertical cliff wall, the going
was slow but we finally reached our destination - Grotta del Vento. In
the middle of the Appuan Alps, and deep inside an 1800-metre tall
mountain, the grotto is by far the most spectacular we have visited to
date (2007). Its beginning dates 200 million years back, and the name
derives from violent air current which runs through the cave due to the
two openings which are situated at different levels - the entrance at
627 metres, and the higher opening (which is inaccessible) at 1400
metres. As the
air inside the cave is a constant 10.7°C, in summer the air inside is
heavier than the one outside, creating an outgoing wind at the lower
entrance, while in winter, the air will come out of the top opening.
Guided tours will pass by an armoured door which blocks the air current,
but it is very noticeable when the door is open.
The first real expedition happened in 1932 but was cut short by a
submerged gallery. Today, more than 4 km of tunnels have been explored,
and at least 30 unexplored branches remain. There are five guided tours
or itineraries, where we chose the shortest one at 1 hour. The
remaining ones are separate or combined versions of the others, the
longest being 3 hours, possibly best suited for avid cave fans. On the
tour we had, we passed some breathtaking scenery. The water is crystal
clear and mirrors the cave roof perfectly as in a dream. The largest
hall is 20 metres high, and there is also a chimney on the route which
is 40 metres high. Colours are very varying: mostly, yellow coloured
stone is rich in calcium, grey contains manganese, while red reveals a
lot of iron. There are endless amounts of stalactites and stalagmites,
creating some beautiful formations. Yet they are also very fragile and
break easily - do not touch! It takes 100 years for one of these to grow
After the cave visit, it was time to search for a place to eat - easier
said than done. The area where the cave is had its own restaurant, but
was not yet opened for the season. On the way back, we passed and
stopped by a small house which I refer to as the 'Inca café' (possibly
due to the commercial sign of the coffe brand) which was unpleasant
enough to send us further on our way. We decided to look for a place to
eat on the way to our final destination - Lago di Vagli. This is a
man-made lake, and the dam is sometimes emptied, revealing the remains
of a town somewhere below the surface. It turned out they drain this
lake every 10 years or so, and even this early in the year, we drove and
walked, searching desperately for a single sign of the town sticking up
above the surface of the water. We dropped by the small community of
Vagli di Sotto perched above the lake, as well as searched for a place
to eat in the vicinity - no luck at all, as everything was closed.
Disappointed, we started the drive back towards Lucca and stopped in a
town on the way back. Here was finally something that seemed like a
restaurant but surprise surprise! It was closed..but opened again at
18:00. Finally convinced that Italians only eat one meal per day, we
returned to our hotel with a stomach growl powerful enough to scare away
any local lions, had there been any. We finally dined at a restaurant
whose name I do not remember, but it was excellent and with a very
friendly staff, in a large typical Tuscan house (less typical but
nonetheless charming were the red brick walls inside). We dined here for
two evenings and planned on a third one, but all seats had been
pre-ordered this evening :(
Tuscany part III - Niagara & Pisa
It was time to relax a little, and we chose to take half a day off
sightseeing and instead get some laundry done. After asking at our hotel
and a bit of searching, we found a place aptly named Niagara.
decided to visit the local supermarket in order to have a backup lunch
ready. We then took a short afternoon drive to Pisa along a cosy
countryside road which was pleasantly lightly trafficked. No map was needed
to find our way to our only interesting destination, as the leaning
tower was visible several kilometres away. We managed to park the car
pretty close and proceeded to walk past several stalls of cheap fake
brand copies of various uninteresting things. This was clearly a very
touristic area, although sweaters and postcards were also obtainable
(somewhat more interesting than Rolexes). Not surprising, really, as the
major sight of the town is of course the leaning tower.
Situated on a field named Campo dei Miracoli (Field of Miracles), it
attracts truckloads of visitors, and after having been through a major
restoration in order to keep it from toppling over, it was again
possible to ascend. Tickets are bought at a separate stall, and your
ticket will be valid for a certain time of day, so until our time had
come, we decided to relax on the pleasant green lawn in front of the
tower. In the late afternoon, the sun was warming well enough to give an
excellent feeling of Spring time, and the temperature must have been
close to 20°C.
The tower, along with the Duomo and Battistero (Baptistry) were built
back when Pisa was a major and wealthy city as symbols of their power.
The tower was constructed over a period of 174 years, beginning in 1173.
The source of the leaning comes from a design flaw in the beginning. The
tower was built on weak, unstable subsoil, and already as the third
floor was built, the tower started to lean. At this point, construction
was halted for almost a century due to battles with other powerful
cities. The soil settled, and another four floors were built at an angle
to compensate for the tilt. The bell chamber was finally added in 1372.
The tower continued to lean however, reaching an angle of 5.5 degrees,
making the top 4.5 metres away from the vertical. In 1964, a
multinational assembly was gathered to solve the toppling problem. After
more than two decades, a solution came. The tower was closed in 1990 and
finally reopened in late 2001.
Many possible solutions had been considered, the final and chosen one
being to remove 38 cubic metres of soil from the raised end in order to
straighten it slightly - predicted to last for 300 years.
The view from the 55 metre tall bell tower is great - most of Pisa is
visible, including a football field as well as the marina and
Mediterranean Ocean on a clear day. 294 steps lead to the top, but
beware - some are very slippery due to the constant stream of visitors.
Dinner was spent in a pleasant Chinese restaurant, which was sadly not
off-limits from visiting hawkers - an African individual approached us
at our table and offered us 'real Rolexes' at half price - no further
Tuscany part IV - Firenze (Florence)
On the evening news (only Italian channels were available at our hotel)
we managed to gather that the Pope had died this day. We were planning
on visiting Firenze (Florence) the next day, and had hoped that this
would not result in a shut-down cathedral, let alone the city itself.
Still, we decided to go, as our schedule was pretty tight. It turned out
our fears were for naught, as the cathedral was not only fully open and
accessible, but we saw flowers being placed on the main door as well as
hundreds of lit candles inside, although the city's centre population of
around 400.000 (Greater Firenze houses nearly 1 million people) had not
all decided to show up to pay their respects.
The city was somewhat challenging when it came to navigating to a
central parking lot, but we did eventually find one. From here, it was a
short walk to the first major sight - the Duomo or Cathedral (full name:
Basilica di Santa Maria del Fiore), a massive structure and the 5th
largest of its kind in Europe. Starting in 1296, the project took 170
years, yet the impressive facade was changed in later years and received
its final look in 1887. Rising above the interior, which rooms 30.000
people, the dome is an impressive feat of engineering and the largest
masonry in the world. It was built between 1420 - 1436 without the use
of a wooden supporting frame, contains over 4 million bricks and weighs
over 37.000 tonnes. The master engineer was Filippo Bruneschelli, and
the enormous fresco work on the inside is a representation of The Last
Judgement, and covers an area of 3.600 square metres. The top of the
dome is 115 metres above the Piazza.
Giotto's Campanile (bell tower) is a showpiece in itself. Standing 85
metres tall, it is accessible for a fee and presents a wonderful view
over the city's red roofs as well as the massive cathedral itself. We
decided to climb up for a look, and after 414 steps, the reward was well
worth the effort. We found out how cartoon characters might feel at
times however, as the bells decided to chime a couple of times on our
way up. Sadly, we lacked the immortality of chartoon characters but
finally got to the top, heads ringing and spinning.
The old Batistero di San Giovanni (Baptistry) right next to the
cathedral is believed to be the city's oldest building. It was originally built
in the 4th century, but rebuilt in 1059. Most notable are the impressive
bronze double doors (The Gates of Paradise), with 10 different relief
scenes from the Bible. These doors are replicas of the originals, which
have been preserved indoor since 1990 due to deterioration. Two other
sets of doors show various other scenes.
It was time for lunch, and in this part of Italy, nothing was
closed. We enjoyed a nice salad at an Italian restaurant, and got a
treat on the house: Limoncello, a pretty strong (30%-ish) liqueur.
"Digestive", they said as they served us, but the taste was excellent.
Where can we get some...?
Next stop: Galleria dell'Accademia. For connoiseurs, no further
explanation would be necessary: this is the house of Michelangelo's most
famous piece of work: David. The original has been here since 1873, as
the outdoor climate was deemed unhealthy.
In just 4 years, on a commission from the rulers of the city,
Michelangelo created this masterpiece out of one single block of Carrara
marble. Standing 5.2 metres tall, it portrays the Biblical King David as
he is about to battle Goliath. Studying this piece of workmanship, one
can only marvel at its perfection. Even though some things are out of
proportion (especially the hands and head), the attention to detail is
astonishing. Muscles and veins are clearly visible, and the expression
on David's face is well known throughout the world, as it portrays his
thoughts just before the battle. Its original location was in front of
the Palazzo Vecchio, where a copy now stands.
After passing this
'outdoor art museum', where several other statues are placed, we visited
our last chosen sight of the day - Ponte Vecchio. In Italian,
simply means 'old bridge'. It was built in 1345 to cross the Arno river,
and is most notable for all the shops built alongside, seemingly
hanging in mid-air above the river. The shops were originally those of
butchers, but in an act to further the prestige of the bridge, they were
banned and replaced by jewelry shops.
Tuscany part V - Lucca
The finale of our Lucca stay was to explore the old town and its walls
where we actually stayed. Lucca is a well-preserved medieval town with
many narrow streets, and is completely encased by an intact wall, which
is up to 30 metres wide. It provides for a pleasant stroll around the
town, and combined with a tour along the narrow streets, makes for a
none-too taxing day excursion. Major sights include the Duomo di San
Martino, Chiesa di San Michele, and the Piazza Anfitheatro, which was as
its name says, originally the site of an amphitheatre, which has since
been demolished and turned into a square, with the houses being built in
a circular pattern around the piazza.
At our hotel, we asked if they knew of any Chinese restaurants in town,
and they said no. We did find one however, so the question may be
raised: did they say no as in 'don't know if there is any' or no as in
'there isn't any'? The latter may be equally possible, as many Italians
seem not to be very preoccupied with the world outside their country.
The return trip was partly the same, until we drove northeastwards
from Bologna towards Padova and Venezia (Venice), a total distance of
around 300 km.
Two nights at hotel Antico Moro should be enough for seeing the old city
itself - the hotel was good and decorated in Venetian style (dark wooden
beams in the ceiling and some finely wrought mirror frames etc). The
room was large but faced the main road and therefore not very quiet. The
male owner seemed more
interested in keeping his suit free of any
possible microscopic grain of dust, and would also keep a close eye on
us (in between watching the ongoing football game) as we exited through
the back door into the 'yard' which according to the hotel leaflet
featured a garden, but which was in fact a parking lot with a tiny lawn
made inaccessible by a fence. The girls at the hotel were very hospitable and
helpful though, and everything in the room was done perfectly in between
days (such as making the bed and even neatly folding the night
Taking the bus to the old city was very cheap - just 1 euro each way.
Getting there took an hour though, as the bus wound its way through
every bit and piece of the newer city centre (Mestre), and also had to
stop at a railroad crossing, so we arrived at the bus station (Piazzale
Roma) well behind schedule. We had beforehand decided to take the
so-called slow vaporetto to Piazza San Marco (St Mark's Square), and for
5 euro we got rewarded with a trip with extremely uncomfortable, hard
plastic seats, unpleasantly high engine noise, crawling speed and
umpteen stops on either side of the Canal Grande before finally arriving
at our itinerary starting point - again behind schedule.
The piazza itself is quite an experience, with impressive buildings
lining all sides. There is the Doge's Palace (the Doges ran the city in
its heydays, as it was one of the most powerful in the world). There is
the Basilica di San Marco with its numerous cupolas in oriental build
style. There is the Campanile di San Marco, actually a replica of the
original one from 1514, which fell down in 1902. Near the piazza is the
Ponte dei Sospiri (Bridge of Sighs), named so because the bridge led
from the interrogation halls of the Doge's Palace to the prison cells,
between which the prisoners would sigh at their final view of the
beautiful city. The name is actually from a more modern time when
executions no longer took place.
Our walking itinerary took us across
the piazza, navigating in between the myriad of doves, back through
narrow streets, walkways and small bridges via the Rialto bridge back to
the bus station. Heaps of hotels, souvenir shops and restaurants are to
be found all over, and every souvenir shop seems to specialise in
selling carnival masks, which has traditions back to the 13th century,
although it was banned in 1930 and did not resurface until the 1980s.
The Rialto Bridge is undoubtedly the most famous as well as the oldest
bridge crossing the Canal Grande, dating back to 1591. Several shops
line each side of the ramps leading up to the central portico. On
another bridge crossing, near a hotel dominated area, we noticed beggars
on their knees singing out their horrible fate. Yet, they would look up
and seem to hope if anyone had noticed them and taken pity, whereupon
they would seem less troubled by their gruesome fate. It seems a bit
strange that they are allowed to do their 'profession'.
The walk along narrow canals and small bridges gave a lasting impression
of this unique city - this is truly a different experience, and you will
find no place quite like it - a visit is definitely recommended. You
could also go by gondola, as there are lots of inhabitants offering this
service, although at ridiculous prices.
On the northern part of the old city is the area originally (and still)
known as the 'ghetto' - from where the word came. When Venezia was among
the most powerful cities in the world, they instituted the Jewish
population in 1516 to placate the Roman catholic church. This area was
surrounded by canals, and closed off by two bridges which were opened at
liberty or when they were allowed to leave their confinement. The gates
were torn down by Napoleon, yet the population of the ghetto declined
during the 19th century, and many houses fell into disrepair, some of
which have been restored though.
Zis is zee German coast guard - what
are you sinking about?
The buildings in Venezia are placed on closely spaced wood piles,
standing on layers of clay and sand. In the 15th century, the city was
protected from land based attacks by diverting all the major rivers
flowing into the lagoon. This prevented sediment carried by the rivers
from settling around the city, and would make the lagoon continuously
deeper. During the 20th century, artesian wells (a well in which the
water will flow upwards due to the opening being below its saturation or
recharge level) were placed into the lagoon to draw water for local
industry. At this point, Venezia began to sink. In the 1960s, these
wells were banned, reducing the city's sinking rate, however it has not
stopped. Low-level floods also threaten the city, in many places turning
buildings' lowest floors into uninhabitable areas, forcing the
population to move one floor further up where necessary.
called MOSE (Modulo Sperimentale Elettromeccanico) is underway and to be
completed in 2011, which will consist of a large number of inflatable
air pontoons placed across the sea bed at the lagoon's three
When high tide comes, the pontoons are supposed to inflate and block the
incoming water from the Adriatic Sea. Yet, this system is expected to
protect the city for only 100 years. A permanent solution is under
consideration: lifting the city to a higher level by pumping water into
the soil beneath. This will alter tidal patterns and damage some
wildlife and is therefore source for some controversy.
All in all, Venezia is definitely a place to come back to, perhaps in
the evening when the atmosphere will be largely different. Were we to
come back, we would skip the vaporetto ride and walk both ways instead.
We followed the autostrada towards Trieste (border city with Slovenia),
went directly north towards Udine. This autostrada was a pleasure
to drive compared to the others, as the traffic was far less dense and
not worse than what we experienced when crossing over to Austria again.
Passing along the west side of the 'Julijske Alpe' (Julian Alps) and the
Slovenian border, the landscape was also very attractive. The border to
Austria was crossed near Villach, and we continued towards Salzburg
along the relatively newly build Tauernautobahn (extra fee charge).
continued route back took us past the small town of Werfen and the
Schloss Hohenwerfen (both used in the movie 'Where Eagles Dare' with the
castle as the supposed Eagle's Nest in Germany). Once inside Germany, we
passed the Chiemsee (although Schloss Herrenchiemsee would have to wait
till another time), managed to get a bit too close to München (Munich)
during rush hour, with an overnight stop in Rothenburg at the same hotel
we used on our previous trip - Hotel Hornburg, then the final leg towards the A7 with an overnight
stop in Goslar (as usual by now) and Kiel, where we found
to stay - the Hotel Maritim, with an excellent location. Highly
The ferry back also
deserves special mention - more like a cruise ship, its interior is very
impressive and is well worth a trip in itself!
UNESCO sites visited on the journey:
Historic centre of San
Historic centre of Siena
Historic Centre of Florence
Piazza del Duomo, Pisa
Venice and its Lagoon
Official Italian website:
Grotta del Vento: